Chapter 353: Night Kill
His gaze shrank, then he retracted his head, and his body hung on the wall like a dead leaf.
He listened with his ears pricked up, but there was still no sound within the walls, and he slowly poked his head halfway out again, revealing his eyes, and looking into the courtyard.
A figure stood in the middle of the courtyard, holding a war knife in his hand, diagonally on his side, motionless, like a stone.
No!
The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and it was not like a rock, but like a mountain, a mountain that will last forever.
"Yang Chen!"
He recognized Yang Chen, his eyes glanced into the courtyard, and then he saw Tang Ziwen sitting in the corner of the courtyard drinking tea, Tang Ziwen's eyes fell on Yang Chen's body, his face was full of relief, and he didn't seem to find the black shadow hanging on the wall.
The black shadow made a decision in an instant, and as soon as the hand on the wall was forced, the figure flew over the wall like a goshawk, and in mid-air, he drew out a long knife and swooped down towards Tang Ziwen in the corner.
Tang Ziwen's hand wiped under the table, and a war knife hidden under the table was pulled out by him. The figure had already stood up, as heavy as a mountain, and the sword slashed out towards the black shadow that swooped in midair.
The knife is heavy, like a mountain and a mountain!
"Khooth!"
There was a sound of metal colliding, and Tang Ziwen, who was on the third floor of the martial artist, fell backwards, and a huge force struck, and with a bang, his back hit the courtyard wall. And that black shadow, unable to borrow strength in the air, flew backwards.
Tang Ziwen's eyes showed a look of anxiety, as soon as the two of them fought, he knew that he was not an opponent, the cultivation of that black shadow should be around the fifth layer of martial arts, and at this time, the direction in which the black shadow flew back was Yang Chen, who was standing in the middle of the courtyard.
The black shadow didn't take Yang Chen in his eyes at all, and in the process of flying back, he stepped on Yang Chen's head with one foot. A fifth-layer foot of a martial artist, as long as he stepped on Yang Chen's head, Yang Chen's head would shatter like a ripe watermelon.
That black shadow had a good idea, which was to stomp Yang Chen to death, and then he could use it to pounce on Tang Ziwen again. He came to kill Tang Ziwen this time, and he killed another Yang Chen casually, and he earned it!
Tang Ziwen was in a hurry, and the moment his body hit the wall, he jumped up and pounced towards the black shadow. It's just that there is despair in his eyes, and it's too late.
"Buzz ......"
A red light suddenly surged out of Yang Chen's hand, like a cloud, and like a piece of fire, enveloping the black shadow in mid-air. With the sharp sound of sharp blades breaking through the air.
It was a hundred python scale scimitars, and now Yang Chen has been able to control a hundred python scale scimitars, and his spiritual power can control more, but he can control the python scale scimitars, not colliding with each other, not hindering, and forming a fierce attack force, and currently only able to control a hundred scimitars.
Python scale scimitar, extremely thin, small, extremely sharp.
A hundred python scale scimitars suddenly appeared in front of the black shadow like a ball of fire, and exploded, and suddenly a fire net, circling, instantly surrounded the black shadow, and cut towards the black shadow.
"Sneer......"
"Dangdangdang......"
No one knew that Yang Chen was still a spiritual power cultivator, which was too unexpected by that black shadow. And going to envoy a hundred python scale scimitars at once made the black shadow completely unexpected. Fortunately, the black shadow was a martial artist, and he reacted very quickly, and the long knife was waved, which was dense and airy, blocking a python scale scimitar from the outside.
But......
Before he could react, six python scale scimitars had already cut through the skin on his body, leaving six deep wounds, and blood spurted out.
Yang Chen held the sword in his hand, as quiet as a mountain that did not move, and he couldn't even feel the breath of a living person all over his body, as if he was a mountain.
Suddenly, the mountain erupted, like a tranquil extinct volcano, and a breakthrough erupted.
The sword flashed under the moonlight.
This knife, like a mountain of knives, slammed into the black shadow that was scrambling in mid-air.
The black shadow in mid-air, there was no place to borrow strength, originally wanted to step on Yang Chen's head to borrow strength, but was interrupted by the sudden arrival of a hundred python scale scimitars, dancing in mid-air with a long knife to resist a hundred python scale scimitars, even if the other party is a martial artist at the fifth layer, there is also a short period of advance and retreat. If you give him a few seconds, he will be able to fall to the ground and regain his freedom.
But......
Tang Ziwen was far away from him, but Yang Chen was close to him, and without giving him these few seconds, the mountain knife that he had been comprehending slashed out.
"Dang!"
Even if there was some misconduct, it was a martial artist, and a knife slashed at the long knife in Yang Chen's hand. A strong attack made Yang Chen's hand holding the knife crack, the tiger's mouth cracked, the long knife flew out of his hand, his body staggered back, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his back hit the weapon rack, knocking the weapon rack down.
However, Yang Chen's knife increased the black shadow's advance and retreat, and Tang Ziwen over there had already pounced, and the long knife quickly slashed through the air, making a sharp whistling sound like tooth acid.
And at this time, the black shadow had not yet fallen to the ground, it was first disturbed by the injury of the python scale scimitar, and then it was enlarged by Yang Chen's knife, and Tang Ziwen's knife took this opportunity to cut in.
The black shadow hurriedly slashed the rung, as the so-called, one drum, then declined, and three were exhausted.
was successively slashed by the python scale scimitar and Yang Chen, so that he couldn't land, his strength was exhausted, where could he still block Tang Ziwen's desperate knife?
"When ......"
The two long knives collided, and the black shadow finally landed, but it was slashed down by Tang Ziwen, and the black shadow who was exhausted, the war knife in his hand couldn't stop the force, and couldn't help but sink down.
"Poof......
Tang Ziwen's war knife slashed on his shoulder, and the arm holding the knife was cut off by Tang Ziwen with a knife, and it fell to the ground with a bang.
"Bang!"
The man didn't care that his arms were cut off at the same time, and the moment his feet hit the ground, he kicked suddenly, and his body was slanted towards the wall.
"Sneer......"
The black shadow that had just flown up suddenly rolled in mid-air, and two arrows grazed his body.
"Puff ......"
Two arrows grazed his legs, each taking away a piece of flesh, but he was still dodged by the black shadow, but his strength couldn't help but leak slightly.
"Poof!"
The black shadow's body was shocked by electricity, and a long knife shot into his thigh, piercing through it. The strength of his upward charge was suddenly discharged, and his body slammed against the wall, and he quickly reflexed, leaning his back against the wall, and looked to the other side with despair in his eyes.
The longbow in Yang Chen's hand on the opposite side, it was he who took the bow and arrow from the weapon rack, one string and four arrows, and at this time, Tang Ziwen's hands were empty, and at the moment when Yang Chen shot the arrow, he seized the opportunity and threw the war knife out, penetrating the black shadow's thigh.
"Gun!" Tang Ziwen stretched out his hand towards Yang Chen.
Yang Chen picked up a spear from the collapsed weapon rack and threw it to Tang Ziwen. Tang Ziwen held the spear and threw it at the black shadow suddenly. The shadow tried to dodge, but his right arm was broken, and his left leg was pierced by the long knife, and his movements were too slow, and the spear pierced his right leg and pinned him to the ground.
Tang Ziwen bent down and picked up a long knife and walked towards the black shadow. The black shadow had a dead intent in his eyes, gritted his teeth, a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, the brilliance in his eyes became dim, and his head tilted, and there was no sound.
Yang Chen's eyes lit up: "Uncle Tang......"
"Coming at me. A hint of murderous intent flashed in Tang Ziwen's eyes.
"What's the matter?"
"It's not too clear, I'll look it up. ”
Daybreak.
The June sun shines on my body, and the warmth spreads from the bottom of my heart. The air is filled with the fragrance of plants and flowers. A tall figure walked down the campus street towards a dormitory building. Surrounded by youthful students, laughter and laughter floated over the campus. Someone pointed fingers at him, but he didn't mince words, and his face was full of pride. Standing downstairs in the dormitory, looking upstairs, he shouted:
"Yang Chen, dare to fight me!"
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
Countless windows opened, and a human head poked out of it.
"Who's that?"
"What was he just shouting?"
"Challenge Yang Chen?"
"It's a foreigner!"
"It's Tom, the foreign prep!"
"It's him! He's the pinnacle of warriors, challenging Yang Chen?
“............”
Tom's gaze swept over the people who peeked out of the window, and without seeing Yang Chen, he shouted again:
"Yang Chen, dare to come out and fight me!"
His voice thundered back and forth from dormitory building to dormitory.
"Smack!"
A window opened, and Cheng Li's head poked out of it: "Yang Chen is not here!"
Tom looked at Cheng Li at the window sharply: "Call him." ”
Cheng Li stretched out his finger and pointed at Tom: "Okay, if you want to find abuse, I won't stop you, you wait." ”
Cheng Li took out the phone and dialed Yang Chen's number.
Flower Garden Community.
Villa.
Yang Chen stood quietly in the backyard, the sunlight shining on his body, and a shadow appeared behind him, and the shadow did not move at all.
Yang Chen learned the mountain knife last night, so he decided to return to the villa in the Huayuan community to live and comprehend the mountain knife here.
The phone rang, and Yang Chen, who was motionless and like a mountain, suddenly became active. Walked to the stone table and looked at the word Cheng Li on the mobile phone screen.
"What is this kid looking for me?"
"Old Five!" As soon as the phone was connected, Cheng Li's voice came: "Do you know Tom?"
"I don't know!"
Cheng Li on the phone hesitated for a moment and said: "He is a preparatory student for studying abroad, a peak cultivator of the samurai, challenging you downstairs and asking you if you dare to fight him!"
"Tom, challenge him?"
Yang Chen was not blindsided, he quickly thought about it in his mind, and he didn't understand why that Tom was challenging him.
If you don't figure it out, you won't do it. It's just that this matter can be used, just after turning around in his mind, Yang Chen has an idea:
"Ali, tell Tom that I can't go back now when I'm outside, and in three days at dusk, in the playground ring, I'll fight him!"
Hanging up the phone, Yang Chen dialed Du Zheng's phone again.
"Brother Du, are you leaving?"
"Not yet, let's leave tomorrow!" Du Zheng's tone was relaxed and yearning.
"Brother Du, did you come to our school as the top student in the college entrance examination?"
"Yes, I was the top student in our college entrance examination. There was a hint of smugness in Du Zheng's tone.
"Then can you leave a few days late and do me a favor?"
"Okay!" Du Zheng replied very simply, without asking Yang Chen what he needed to help, which moved Yang Chen's heart.
"Brother Du, have the top students of the college entrance examination in the junior and sophomore years come to our school?"
"Nope!"
Yang Chen thought for a while and said, "Then you notify Tie Xinglong, Shao Youlong, Chen Jiaqiang and Liao Yongsheng, as well as Duan Chang and Lang Tianya to come to me, and I will wait for you at the gate of the Huayuan Community." ”
"Good!"
Elite Martial Arts Hall.
The curators of the four martial arts gyms personally brought the best martial arts students among the elementary and junior high school tutors selected from their own martial arts gyms. Zhou Du stood in front of the window of the office on the second floor, looked at the four martial arts curators who got out of the car, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he picked up the phone and hung up. Talking into the phone:
"They're coming!"
In the news department of Shanghai TV station, Yang Weiwei jumped up from her chair:
"Let's go!"
The group carried the equipment, hurriedly came downstairs, drove the car, and drove towards the Yingcai Martial Arts Hall.
At the same time, in the other seven martial arts halls, there were also martial arts hall directors in Shanghai who brought their students to challenge, and the seven museum directors also made phone calls one after another.
Television stations, newspapers, and other news organizations have long been instructed by Li Cungang. The news interview team assigned to each martial arts hall has already contacted the seven martial arts halls in advance. After receiving the call, they immediately rushed to their destination, and at the same time in the car, they called Li Cungang to report.
Li Cungang put away the phone, pushed the door and walked into Tang Ziwen's office, and closed the door with his backhand.
"Secretary, they moved!"
"Okay!" Tang Ziwen's face showed a hint of excitement, and he leaned his back against the back of the chair: "Cungang, I have been in Shanghai for a few months, and I have not found a suitable breakthrough, this is an opportunity." Maybe after that, I'll be able to stand on my feet. ”
Elite Martial Arts Hall.
Zhou Du walked out of the gate, and behind him was the teacher of the martial arts hall, as well as some students. The teachers and students glared angrily at the few martial arts hall people who got out of the car on the opposite side, but Zhou Du stood there with a smile on his face, blocking the door of the martial arts hall tightly.
"Hahaha......" led by four middle-aged people, who were the curators of the four martial arts halls, and a bearded man laughed at Zhou Du:
"Director Zhou, blocking the door so much, is this not welcoming us, not letting us in, or are you afraid?"
The surrounding neighbors and pedestrians have gathered around to see the lively custom, regardless of borders and eras, it is loved by people.
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